The Wait Is Finally Over. The Oven Issue Has Been Resolved.

Good news, folks. My oven was finally fixed today. - Let me hear a collective sigh of relief from the cyberspace. -

On Friday, December 16, during the midst of my annual Rosiethon of Christmas Baking, my oven died on me. I found there were only two settings: Off and Hell. We went through 3 or 4 different appliance repairmen and the first ones didn't want to touch our stove.

This one did. Jim came out December 28 to check out our situation. Mind you, Mr. Hawthorne had already spoken numerous times to Dacor, the manufacturer, and they had overnighted about $500 worth of parts to us, based upon the error message I read on the display panel. Repairman comes out and determines that the oven is not the way to access the defective control panel. I also find out from Jim on December 28 that I could have been using the "Pure Convection" setting all this time, since that works off a different panel. Great that I found that out after almost two weeks of no oven and three previous non-repairmen. Jim finds out he needs to get to the panel from the cook top. And here's the glitch. There's a certain tool he needs to release the thingies that are under the burners. He ordered the tool he needed. It was supposed to come in the next day. That was over 2 weeks ago.

Didn't come in until yesterday.

And this is it. This is what I've been patiently awaiting.

There's no other tool or way to twist off the thingamajiggies. This tool is specific to the particular dingywingies on my oven. And the holes there are to put something through so you get the leverage to twist and get the thingamabobs off. If I get too technical for you, stop me and I'll tone it down.

Here's my wonderful repairman taking off the cook top.

See those little rings on the right hand counter? They came off those little watchamacallies arranged arround the burners. And that's what the special tool, $16, was for. To get the doodads off. You engineers, jump right in here with the proper terminology whenever you can.

Guts of my stove.

The offending panel is being removed.

This guy was good.

This is like open-heart surgery. I winced more than once.

Piece o' crap.

I love it when I find no mouse nests inside my stove.

Oven back together. Total time - about 50 minutes. And Rosie's back in business. Jim rocks. I thank you.